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Everything’s Coming Up Rose

I am tired. I have been tired all week. But I must not complain about these things. I want to make a silly blog post.

I didn’t see him at Happy Hour.

I am relieved it is Friday. Weeks are funny to me. For four days, I feel Friday will never get here. Then I think, “Wow, that week went fast!” What the hell, me?

Red or white? It’s Friday night!

I just looked through my Media Library till I found a picture with wine. In fact, I am drinking neither red nor white but rose. Unfortunately, unlike other glasses of wine, it is not making me feel fresh as a nosegay.

I hope to revive myself with a good night’s sleep. I have a lot to get done on Saturday. Perhaps I will write a blog post about it. But no promises.

After a heinous week.

I’m afraid this is a dull post, but I leave you with a good thought, courtesy Bill and Ted. Here is how tired I am. I first wrote “Ted and Bill.” Then I thought, “That’s not right.” But I felt sure those were their names. I had to do a Facebook search for “excellent adventure.”

At least I have gotten to 200 words. I hope you are having a lovely Friday.

Not a Gem of a Post

I finally purchased a few postcards last Saturday at Gems Along the Mohawk. This is a wonderful shop that showcases many local businesses and attractions. It is also where you can get tickets for Erie Canal Cruises, when they have them.

Just one view.

Unfortunately, I did not take many pictures. What was that all about, me?

I got this far last night, after attempting and failing to complete a Pedestrian Post for which I even had more pictures. Now I am on break at work, pecking into my phone, without a stylus (and you know I have fat fingers)

Where was I? Ah yes, making a Wuss-Out Wednesday Post on Thursday morning. And this is as far as I can go. Appropriate, no?

I Wine a Little

I pause in my Friday relaxation to make my Friday Lame Post. Actually, my real relaxation has not fully started, because I was trapped in Scroll Down Facebook mode. I keep thinking I’ll see something good, and sometimes I do. My favorites are pictures of people’s pets and photos of classic monster movies.

I’m not wearing the tiara, but that is pretty much my silly grin.

I am doing that home COVID test: pour a glass of wine. Can you smell it? Taste it? If so, you’re good. Repeat as necessary or desired. The above picture was taken on my birthday. It was the first wine photo I came across in my Media Library.

How can you resist that face?

I repeat the photo of the adorable, sadly departed Bubbles, to illustrate my enjoyment of pictures of other people’s pets.

Portrait of a man obsessed.

To illustrate my enjoyment of old movie pictures, here is Vincent Price in House of Wax. Ah, but I said monster movies, didn’t I? Of course, one could argue that Price becomes a monster in this. It is part of his charm.

“I bid you welcome.”

Here is a real monster for you purists, Bela Lugosi as Dracula. I see I am over 200 words. I shall end this lame post, log out of Facebook, and watch Forensic Files with my husband (speaking of people who are monsters). Happy Friday, everyone!

Hercule Poirot, Can You Help Me Now?

I had such great plans for a really good blog post today. Then I spent all day celebrating Christmas and now it is Lame Post Friday. Maybe I can share a few more Christmas pictures and be reasonably entertaining.

Obviously on the Naughty List

OK, this not a Christmas movie, but we are watching Murder on the Orient Express because there is a lot of snow. It stars Albert Finney, who is one of our favorite Scrooges. I’ll allow it.

Love the car.

Earlier we watched Hercule Poirot’s Christmas starring David Suchet, another worthy portrayal of the great detective. Steve gave me the DVD some Christmases ago. I spend the whole time critiquing the adaptation, but I enjoy watching it every year.

We watched other videos and DVDs today as well as a movie DVR’d from TCM just this afternoon. However, if I go chasing around the internet for pictures, I will miss the movie, which in fact we are watching at my suggestion.

Well, what does anybody want from me on Christmas and Lame Post Friday. I think I will look for one more photo from my Media Library and hit Publish. Merry Christmas, everybody!

Mom’s Christmas tree from last year.

I hope all my readers managed to be reasonably merry while staying healthy and safe, whether they celebrate the same holiday as me or not.

It was NOT Lame-sagna!

Steven and I celebrated Friday with a yummy dinner from Salvatore’s in Herkimer. I opted to call for pick up, since I also wanted to stop by Valley Wine and Liquor for accompanying wine.

I could not find a Salvatore’s menu so relied on my memory. Steven suggested lasagna. I suggested Bosco Sticks from the appetizer menu and chocolate spoon cake for dessert. At the liquor store, I selected a bottle of Barefoot Pinot Noir.

We still have not eaten the cake, but everything else was delicious. I hope this does not make for a boring Lame Post Friday, but I suppose these things happen sometimes, especially on a full stomach. Happy Friday, everyone! I know mine is!

Salvatore’s Pizzeria and Restaurant is located at 650 1/2 German St., Herkimer, NY, phone number 315-866-2600. They are open 11 a.m. to 8 p.m. Monday through Thursday and Saturday, 11 a.m. to 9 p.m. Friday.

Valley Wine and Liquor is located at 326 Caroline St., Herkimer, phone number 315-867-5800. They are open 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. Monday through Saturday, 12 to 5 p.m. Sunday.

What It Is, Is Lame

Bad habits are much easier to stick with than good habits. That is a bit of half-baked philosophy for a late Lame Post Friday post. I have no excuse. I had a bad headache all day yesterday, but it was gone by bedtime. I suddenly found myself in an extremely foul mood, for no particular reason, but that is no excuse. EVERYBODY knows you cannot write only when you feel “in the mood” to do so (ooh, goody, now I have Glenn Miller playing in my head). I guess sometimes some things just are, and never mind why.

That last sentence smacks of my husband Steven’s most hated expression: “It is what it is.” Really, kind of a silly thing to say. How many things are what they are not? If you can think of any, please comment with them, because I am blank. Personally, I think a much better expression is, “That’s just the way it is” or even “That’s the way it is,” because in these situations, it is often not “just” in the meaning that it is not justice.

So, me not making a post yesterday is just the way it is.

Now, the other thing about “it is what it is” is that people often use it to justify the way it is. The unspoken but implied clause is “and you can’t do anything about it,” or more accurately, “I’m not going to do anything about it.” This certainly applies today, because I do not have a time machine. No post can ever be made on Friday, Dec. 4 by Mohawk Valley Girl. To use another cliche, and mix metaphors (a favorite hobby of mine), that ship has sailed.

For many things that, forgive me, are what they are, we can do something about them. We can’t fix everything, but we can do what we can do. This is why we give to food banks, donate to animal rescue organizations, clean our houses. OK, some of your houses may be perfect someday; mine never will.

This is why I make late blog posts. I cannot be perfect about posting every day, but I do the best I can. And in this respect, I can improve. Fewer late posts. Can I have no late posts at all? It is a goal to strive for.

In the meantime, I have rattled on for over 350 words. I find that quite respectable for Lame Post Friday. I can’t wait to see what kind of a Saturday post I make later. As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

Who Me? Be Silly?

Even a Yeti needs to put her feet up sometimes.

I do not know why this stupid Block Editor will not center my caption. It is very annoying, and detrimental to my self esteem to reflect that I cannot figure these things out. Additionally, I am REALLY ready to return to ten fingered typing.

And now I am.  I moved to my seldom-used laptop, carefully poised on my dining room table.  It must, it must continue to work while I am on unemployment, because my login and password are saved to the site where I put in for my weekly benefits.  Of course there are workarounds if I lose them or the laptop dies, but I am so unmotivated to follow them.  Enough of my computer woes.  I was about to make a Throwback Thursday Post, hence, a picture from December 2016.  The leggings are still intact, but I have completely worn out the awesome slippers.

It is a tradition for Steven to get me slippers for Christmas.  I always need them, and he picks such good ones.  It is hardly a throwback to show the ones he got me last year.

Recently seen in this space; recently heard in my house.

Incidentally, once on the laptop I switched to Classic Editor, and fixed the first illustration and caption.  Now my opening paragraph does not make any sense, but I will let it stand.  It will make a kind of a Non-Sequitur Thursday out of it.  In fact, today is kind of a non-sequitur for me, because I was thinking, “Ooh, a Throwback Thursday would be nice, but maybe I can have a Way Back Wednesday.”  Then I said, “Idiot, it IS Thursday!”  I should stop calling myself an idiot.  It is not very nice of me.

You see, it isn’t nice to call people idiots.

Now we’re really mixing things up:  Friday?  Tuesday?  I don’t know what day it is!  And this post is getting sillier and sillier.  But why not?  There are worse things to be.

Speaking of silly…

Here is one more Throwback picture, the Reindeer Run 5K in Little Falls, NY, from December 2017.  I am the silly one in the middle.  The Moose made a reappearance at the Turkey Trot 5K recently.  I fear there will be no Reindeer Run this year.  Perhaps I could do my own personal run.  I have a reindeer poncho, and I can use Map My Run on my phone to make sure I go for 5K.  I’ll be sure to make a blog post about it, with selfies.

In the meantime, I see I am over 400 words.  That is a lot for a foolish post.  No matter.  I shall hit Publish and look forward to Lame Post Friday.  As always, I hope you’ll stay tuned.

 

It’s Scattered, It’s Lame, It’s Late

What’s wrong with making my Friday Lame Post on Saturday morning?  Maybe a few things, but here we are.  It is prior to 6 a.m., although my timestamp may disagree.  I can’t worry about these things.

This is a really awesome place.

I drove to Richfield Springs, NY to check out the Food Co-op.  I loved it!  I will write more about it soon.  I took went a different way out of town and drove over a scenic route to Little Falls.  Unfortunately,  I did not stop and take any pictures. Maybe next time.

In Little Falls I went to the Little Falls Public Library’s book sale.  I did not have as good luck as I did at last year’s sale, but I found a couple of books and DVDs (including a Bela Lugosi movie, yes!).  Once again, I do not have a photo to share.  What’s that all about, me?

It looks longer and less steep in this shot, I think. 

Here is a picture of my Friday I can share!  Earlier in the morning I ran up the hill to Herkimer College (H-trip-C to locals).  I ran all the way up onto campus, around the stadium, past the Veterans Memorial, down Reservoir Road, and THEN into the residential area behind Valley Health and up the kick-buttest hill!  I guess I should have made a Running Commentary Post and bragged about it.

So it was kind of a Scattered Friday.  In case anyone was wondering: no, I did not have to work.  I took my last discretionary day off, just to get rid of it in case my place of employment abruptly shuts the door.  And if they do not shut the doors and I have to work the rest of the year with no extra days off, I have promised to do a happy dance each day.  Won’t that brighten up the workplace?

 

By the Way, I’m Watching Snapped

It is that moment on a Sunday when I have to make a blog post or miss a day.  That is why I call it Wrist to Forehead Sunday, when I would prefer to swoon upon a handy chaise lounge, dramatically posed, because it is all Just Too Much.  We all know I am something of a drama queen.  I embrace it.

I have not personally reached my own breaking point, I hope.

It has not been an especially heinous Sunday.  The temperature is too warm for my liking, but you’ll have that in August.  I have Snapped on the television and a glass of wine handy, which a Facebook meme assures me is appropriate for the day.

But this is how I feel.

Here is my skeleton Bonita, striking a dramatic pose.  Looking at her, I wonder if I should not go back on the South Beach Diet.  Points to ponder.

Don’t whine! Wine!

This is obviously not August, as I am far too warmly dressed.  However, I thought I would include a cheerier picture.  I don’t spend my entire Sunday swooning around, lamenting the imminent return of Monday.  For one reason, I am grateful I have a job to go to tomorrow, so just don’t start with me, you Just Be Thankful Thats (you know who you are)!

In any case, I see I am over 200 words.  Happy Sunday, everyone!